."...fuck me."Okay, what's he gonna do...did I cross a line? Do perverts on trains only just grope? I don't know what the proper etiquette is, but fuc...k, I need his cock so badly...I want to cum from this train m*****er's cock...He...he's tugging the rear of my jeans down! Oh yes! He's gonna fuck me!The front of my jeans is still up, covering my cock. I hear pants being unzipped behind me. It's happening! He's pressing his cock against my ass lips now...wow, it feels bigger than it did when it. "But" I continued "In this reality, that never happened, neither did thestalking Becca and on top of all that, I think Sophie is in love withhim. I just get this feeling when I think of him. I don't know what todo. I think I'm going to fake sickness to avoid him for a few days so Ican think of what to do." That sounds sensible. But what about work? You must have a job to beable to afford this place?" said Sarah, the ever sensible one."Look around, I think I'm a dress maker and work from home. I. He put on his confident act. President George “George what?" she asked putting her hand on the bottom of her top playfully. Aww man he thought, I must remember do it mind for the sake mankind please remember this one thing, I'd do anything even a ton of pushups or or or a ton of the wash. Wait WASHINGTON! He jumped up triumphantly don't worry mankind I have saved you! President George Washington Mike yelled in jubilation. The teacher smiled, "correct," she kicked off her shoes, knowing that. “Let me make it up to you.” She was inches from my face and her breath was hot on my lips. Marcela stood behind her laughing and I started to have flashbacks of that wonderful hot summer, only now instead of being naked outdoors in the sun, I was wearing winter clothes in my freezing cold kitchen. Belinda kissed me passionately and squeezed my thigh. Playing along, I just laid back and put my hands behind my head. “I’m sorry Belinda, but it’s too late.” I said in a pouty voice. “I have.